A Magical Journey Starting at Hogwarts

"The information I have collected, plus the fact that you are fourteen years old, that your sister is a special referee with a transcendent status, etc., etc., make me suspect that you are just a backdoor connection person who pursues fame.

Maybe you are considered outstanding among your peers, but there is still a certain gap between you and senior students.

All in all, this is how misunderstandings arise. "Fu Rong said with a hint of tenderness in her eyes, "Thank you for helping me on the field. "

"No need to thank you." Aaron waved his hand indifferently, "If it weren't for not wanting to embarrass my sister, it would be Harry's turn to be the first.

Later projects shouldn't be so dangerous, I hope you perform well. "

The corners of Furong's eyes twitched slightly, and the tenderness in her eyes turned into indescribable complexity.

After a moment of silence, she burst out laughing, "I can do this without you having to tell me."

"That's good, otherwise I'll probably have to clean up the mess again." Aaron said straightforwardly.

Fleur snorted softly, turned and left the tent.

"Gaius." Cedric looked at him speechlessly, "Where has your usual emotional intelligence gone? Can't you see that Delacour treats you a little differently?"

"You know nothing." Aaron said unceremoniously, "There is nothing more troublesome than women.

I've already been in a lot of trouble with two girls at this time, and I don't want to mess with a third one. "

"Two?" Harry came over and asked with curiosity: "I know one is Adrian, who is the other?"

Aaron's face darkened, "This is personal privacy, I don't want to talk about it, and it doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, right?"

"Tell me about it!" Harry winked and smiled, "We are so familiar with each other, what can't we say? I promise not to tell anyone else."

Aaron rolled his eyes. If he believed this, he would be out of his mind.

Just as he was about to say something, two people rushed into the tent, Hermione and Ron.

"You are really crazy." Hermione's eyes were red and she cursed at Aaron angrily, "That's a five-headed dragon. Even if you want to show off, you don't have to take such a big risk!"

"Uh... I'm being careful. It'll be fine."

"That won't work. What if something happens to you?" Hermione said with lingering fear, "When you were hit by that pillar of fire, I thought you were going to die."

"It's true." Ron added, "This is the first time I've seen her face so pale and crying..."

"I'm not crying." Hermione interrupted Ron with an ugly face, and then looked at Aaron with a serious face, "There are two competition events later, you have to promise me not to take any risks. "

"Ah this..."

Aaron wanted to say that it was not up to him to decide whether to take the risk, but seeing the angry eyes mixed with a hint of pleading, he still nodded helplessly.

Harry and Cedric looked at each other and had a tacit understanding that Hermione was the second girl who troubled Aaron.

"Harry." Ron looked at him awkwardly, "I don't think you're crazy enough to sign up yourself."

"Have you finally figured it out?" Harry said coldly, "It took you so long to understand?"

“I’m not the only one who thinks so, everyone is talking about you behind your back.

I think I should..."

"It goes without saying." Harry interrupted, "It doesn't matter, just forget about it!"

Hearing what he said, Ron felt a little ashamed and said timidly: "At least it was me who reminded you, Long."

"What?" Harry was stunned for a moment, seemed to have thought of something, and said suddenly: "Charlie is also in the Dragon Tamer. He told you, and then you asked Hagrid to tell me?"

"if not?"

"So you two have reconciled?" Hermione felt a little more relaxed. During this period, she had been spending this time in the cold war between Harry and Ron, and she felt tired every day.

"It's really baffling." Aaron shrugged, and then asked, "How many points did the referee give you?"

"I think I'm at forty points, six points lower than you." Harry said with some embarrassment, "I'm tied for second with Krum."

"This makes me look embarrassed." Cedric smiled bitterly and shook his head, "I only scored in the thirties, tied for third place with Fleur."

"What about the golden eggs?

Adrian says the golden egg will contain clues to the second project. "

"What clues can I get from just getting it?" Cedric said speechlessly.

"That's right, I'm impatient."

...

After dinner, Ludo Bagman informed the five warriors to assemble in the room behind the auditorium.

"You all did very well, quite well." Bagman said happily, "Especially the two fourth-year wizards, no one could have imagined that you two would be so outstanding."

"Can we get down to business, Mr. Bagman?"

"Don't be so annoying, Mr. Gaius.

But I also understand that many people are waiting for you to go back to celebrate. Bagman showed an understanding smile and continued: "Getting back to business, the time for the second project is 9:30 am on February 24th next year."

You have almost three months to solve the clues to the golden egg, which will tell you what the second project is.

Okay, that's all I have to say. "

As soon as they left the room, they saw a person they didn't want to see standing outside the door, the unscrupulous reporter Rita Skeeter.

"Mr. Bagman, can I interview the five warriors?"

"No problem." After Bagman finished speaking, he winked at everyone, "I'll leave first. You guys should take advantage of the opportunity to become famous."

Krum paused and left quickly.

Cedric and Fleur followed closely behind him.

Skeeter didn't stop them, but when it was Harry and Aaron's turn at the end, she blocked the door of the auditorium.

A stenography pen and a notebook flew out of her handbag and came to rest just above her shoulder.

"Can we do an exclusive interview with these two outstanding warriors?" Rita Skeeter asked with a smile as she approached.

"inconvenient."

Harry glared at her angrily and rushed out.

"Okay! That leaves you alone, Mr. Gaius."

"Are you sure you want to interview me?" Aaron asked meaningfully.

Rita Skeeter smacked her lips, "To be honest, I have considered the consequences, but you are a Dragon Whisperer after all, which is much rarer than an Animagus.

You can’t justify me not doing an interview. The president will be dissatisfied, right?

But you can rest assured that I will let you read the manuscript first, and I will not publish it until you agree. "

"That's it! I understand."

Rita Skeeter suddenly felt happy, and her shorthand quill seemed eager to try,

"Mr. Gaius, how did you feel when you faced those fire dragons? How did you communicate with the dragons? What did you talk about? The magic you used during the game..."

"Look into my eyes." Aaron said directly.

Rita Skeeter looked over subconsciously, frozen on the spot like a puppet, only a strange purple light flashed in her eyes.

"I don't want to do this either, but who bothers you so much?

From now on, please do not conduct any interviews with me. "

"Yes." Rita Skeeter said numbly.

Aaron nodded with satisfaction, and then left with Abe and the golden egg.

After a moment, Rita Skeeter came to her senses and shivered for no apparent reason.

"Where's Harry Potter? He ran a little too fast!"

...

Back in the Slytherin common room, deafening applause and cheers erupted.

Naylor pulled Aaron to the middle of the common room, then coughed and said: "Dean Snape means not to disturb your rest, but there are some reasons why we must insist until you come back."

"So...what's the matter?" Aaron looked at the dozen students surrounding him, feeling a little baffled.

Although the number is not large, they are all representatives of each grade. In other words, they represent the entire Slytherin House.

"Sign!" Graham, a first-year student, piled a pile of signature papers in front of Aaron and said with admiration: "Senior will definitely not refuse the request of us freshmen!"

"Haha! I refuse." Aaron sneered, turned and walked towards the dormitory.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Draco stopped him with a sneer, "It's okay to sign, but at least say a few words and let us pass it on to others!"

"This is indeed necessary." Aaron narrowed his eyes and said thoughtfully, "First, don't disturb me if you have nothing to do, I won't answer any of your questions;

Second, I don’t want to hear Slytherins comparing me to other people, it’s so annoying;

Third, I will represent Slytherin and win the Triwizard Tournament. "

"Understood." Naylor nodded, "As a prefect, I can guarantee that Slytherin will fully cooperate."

"Thanks."

"One more thing." Draco rubbed his hands nervously, "Can you show us the golden egg?"

"Of course it's no problem." Aaron put the golden egg on the table happily, "There are clues to the second project inside, but I haven't opened it yet."

More than a dozen people observed the golden egg curiously. Draco couldn't help himself and turned the knob on the top.

The golden eggshell bloomed like a flower, and an oval-shaped amber came into view, and there seemed to be bubbles inside.

But the next moment, an extremely harsh scream came from inside. The nearest junior wizards turned pale with fright, and others hurriedly covered their ears.

"Malfoy, close it now."

No one else needed to remind him, Draco closed the golden egg the moment he heard the sound.

"What the hell is this? I bet even the prisoners in Azkaban may not be able to make such miserable screams."

"Aaron." Naylor took out his ears and said solemnly: "You can definitely decipher the clues in the golden egg, but don't open it in the dormitory, okay?"

Aaron nodded. Turning this thing on in the dormitory would be a serious nuisance, and the sound just now was a hundred times harsher than a cat's claws scratching the glass. He didn't want to experience it again.